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Thursday, December 15, 2005
i had a sleepless night last night, maybe that is just the punishment for sleeping too much.haha... i woke up around 11.30 ( which was considered pretty early for mee) the first thing i did was to tune in to 93.3 and sat beside the radio, listening to my fav progamme. The story told reminded me of myself. Humans are kind of strange isn't it... why can't we be contented with the things we have and treasure them, why must we wait until we lost them before we realise that they meant so much to us. i once lose my way and headed into the wrong direction, suddenly i found a dead end. it was then that i realise that this wasn't the path i should take.. i was glad that i was given the chance to go back to take the path i have originally taken. =)
i filp through tuesday newpaper and read an article about this little boy which was suffering from terminal brain cancer, he wrote a book called " Love is to let go" here are some excerpts from the book," i think they (my parents) just couldn't let me go. i told them to let me go, as i did not want to suffer anymore. Once i'm gone there will be no more pain of suffering, i said. my mom ignored me. she had difficulties letting go. So i decided to fight on. i could not bear to leave my parents like that."

hm... love is to let go... is it really possible?